We are the Ones

We are the chosen ones
In a land of lies and lost identities
Where everyone thinks themselves God
And no one, not one thinks themselves not--
We are the ones who are depended upon
By our creator to save one another
And there simply isn't room for our desire--
We are the ones plagued by our lusts
But destined by salvation for victory
We are the perfect saints running an imperfect race
And we are the ones who will fight our flesh
Until our day of death--
We are the loved ones
But can we hate ourselves with such an intensity--
We are the ones who do not comprehend
The passion that carried Christ to the cross--
We are the chosen ones
By God to accept His love
And we are the ones who the day we forget it
No longer are truly living it.